Mo's words caused Qing Wu to open his eyes once again. He looked at Mo with misty eyes filled with doubt.
"He returned to West Mist? When did that happen? "
With a slight tremble in her voice, she looked nervously at the Demon, both expectant and anxious.
"Over a month ago!"
The Demon replied indifferently.
He was also puzzled. What was the relationship between Feng Hao and this Saintess? Why did the Holy Maiden have such a big reaction when she heard his name?
He could not understand how a youth from the kingdom could have a relationship with the Holy Maiden of the Devil Cult, and it seemed to be an extraordinary relationship.
"Over a month ago?"
Qing Wu stood up in a flash and asked, "Are you sure it was more than a month ago and not a year ago?"
"I don't think I'm wrong."
The Demon said indifferently.
"He's not dead! He's not dead!"
Just like that, Qing Wu's tears flowed once again. She muttered in a sobbing tone, her emotions mixed with surprise and disappointment.
She didn't know if Feng Hao had gone to the Beimang Forbidden Land, and if he had succeeded or not.
She's conflicted.
"Wu 'er, who is this Feng Hao?"
Lan Xun's face sank as she asked aloud.
She felt more and more that something was wrong, and Qing Wu's reaction made her even more uneasy.
There was only one possibility for a woman to lose her composure for a man …
She's in love with him.
"It's … Meng 'er's father!"
Qing Wu reacted. He hesitated for a while, closed his eyes, and said slowly.
"Meng'er's father?"
Everyone looked at her in astonishment, their expressions varied.
Lan Xun was confused because she didn't know whether the Xue Yu mentioned by Little Qing Meng or this Feng Hao …
The main reason was that she didn't know that Little Qingmeng was Qing Wu's biological son.
On the other hand, the beautiful maid heaved a sigh of relief …
Luckily it wasn't that scruffy guy.
That's right, my Saintess' aesthetic sense isn't that bad. Moreover, Little Qingmeng is so lively and cute, how could she be the daughter of that sloppy man?
The Devil, on the other hand, was dumbfounded. The corner of his mouth twitched.
Their relationship is really not ordinary. Even their daughter is so grown up.
"How did that guy do it?"
No matter how hard he thought, he could not associate a youth from a small kingdom with the saintess of the Devil Sect.
How did the two of them get together? Why would the high and mighty Saintess take a fancy to a young man who was probably just a Martial Spirit at that time?
He had guessed wrong. Feng Hao was only a Martial Grand Master back then …
"Mo!"
Qing Wu opened her eyes and said to the demon, "Go tell Feng Hao that there will be a competition during the Sacred Fire Festival and I will marry the winner."
After speaking, she carried little Qing Meng and walked towards the inner room without looking back.
The demon was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully, turned around, and walked out.
After hearing Qing Wu's words, he finally understood why Qing Wu had such an expression just now …
So he was being forced into marriage
As he thought about it, his footsteps quickened.
...
It took him less than a month to rush all the way to Xilan Royal City …
Along the way, he kept hearing the voices of saints and the Feng Clan. When he arrived at the entrance of the Feng Mansion and saw the empty courtyard, he was clearly startled.
"Young lad, the Saint has already left, don't wait there."
An elder saw him standing foolishly at the entrance of the Feng Residence and kindly reminded him.
"The Sage has left?"
The demon's eyes flashed with astonishment as he turned to look at the elder.
"If you had come a few days earlier, you would have been able to see the Sage. Now, the Sage has already left with the Feng, Qiong, and Wan Clans for a few days …"
After listening to the elder's explanation, the demon finally understood what had happened. After hearing that two protectors were left to protect Xilan, he directly walked towards the Xilan Royal Palace.
Fortunately, the guards at the entrance of the Royal Palace recognized him. Under the guard's guidance, he saw Hua Shan Lan. As soon as they met, he went straight to the point and told Hua Shan Lan about Qing Wu.
"What? Feng Hao has a daughter? And his wife was forced into marriage? "
Hua Shan Lan was dumbfounded and couldn't react. However, seeing the demon's cautious expression, he didn't dare to be negligent. He directly brought the demon to the two Feng Clan guards and explained the situation clearly.
"Feng Hao's wife was forced into marriage?"
The two guards looked at each other in confusion.
They had a better understanding of Feng Hao now. They were also a little emotional about Feng Hao's rise. Moreover, with the three elders' high regard for him, they couldn't ignore this young man's existence anymore.
It was obvious that their trip to Xilan was because of this young man. This meant that this young man wasn't as simple as Hua Yuntian and the others had said.
"The Sacred Fire Festival is still a month and a half away."
The demon said seriously.
"This …"
Time was tight. The two guards discussed for a while, and the last guard hurried towards Nephrite Ancient City. The demon could only wait here silently. However, when he heard that the Feng Clan had a Sage, he slightly relaxed.
...
Everything was normal on Emperor's Vein Peak. Feng Hao was still in the light cocoon with his eyes closed. The little ball didn't change at all. The biggest change was the little black dragon. The dragon horn on its head had grown a lot longer. Its dragon claws even showed signs of splitting, and the fourth claw was faintly forming. Moreover, there was an extremely terrifying aura slowly spreading from its body.
Because it was hatched from Feng Hao's imperial bloodline, a strange thing happened. It could actually absorb the power of the stars!
The little black dragon's strength was increasing by a huge arc …
"Hualala …"
A sound that was like a tidal wave rippled out from Fenghao's body. His body was crystal clear, and each of his veins was exceptionally distinct. There was a luster flowing in his body, and his physique was greatly improved …
This was the third day of his meditative state …
"Roar …"
A faint dragon roar came from his body. After the slight vibration of his spine, this meant that Feng Hao had stepped into the peak of the Martial Honorable Realm.
The seventh day …
After being cleansed by the light cocoon for many days, his physique had already become terrifyingly strong. His body's internal muscles would casually squirm and emit waves of muffled thunder.
"Buzz …"
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